Never before had I felt anything like this, it was dirty wrong, but left me no desire to want to make it cease, I decided that this was beyond my cont...ol – not my fault. I now felt weak and was giving in to the strange emotions, letting them take their course. The man suddenly stopped thrusting his manhood against my bottom. Giving my breasts a very hard squeeze I felt his hot breathe on my neck, he growled at me to ‘Get up the ladder, into the attic’. Now I shook and trembled alarmed and. "Show me that perfect arse, you whore.” I did. He peeled down my leggings, exposing my panties, and he moved them to the side. Without warning he thrust fingers deep inside me. I let out a huge moan, louder than I’d ever done before, and he started to finger fuck me. "You want this to be my cock, don't you whore?” he said with such authority. Who was I kidding? Yes, I wanted it. "Yes Daddy, please… fuck me,” I begged between moans. Paul spun me over to my front and, without much ceremony,. The first thing I take out is my logbook. I didn't make it, but it's the book that has every P.O. Box I use in it. Without the book I can't find my work. Tangled web we weave indeed. My chemicals are also in the safe. Soon as someone with a little knowledge was to see those, I'd be done for.As it is, I keep the chemicals in a steel box with heavy foam inserts to protect them, and a five digit combination on it. There's also cash in the safe. I keep several thousand bundled in the safe for. We went to the railway station, riding a bi-cycle. I was sitting in the front bar, since no career was there. He was riding the bi-cycle whenever chance came; he rubbed my thighs with his thighs. We reached the railway station in the late evening at 7.00 pm. It is a remote place, since not much of trains pass through, the railway station is always lonely. Normally power will not be there in the platforms, until the train comes. Hence we chose a platform which is away from railway station for a.